Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0118

MARK'S POV

I turned with a start as the door to my office burst open. My sistant stepped in, his brows creased and eyes widened in a mixture of fear and worry.

"What did you barge in like that?!" I rose to my feet angrily.

His breathing was uneven and he tried to steady it before he spoke. I wondered if he ran here. "Sydney is coming and with the expression on her face and with her strides, nobody could dare to stop her. Not even security. I cou-"

My gaze swiftly slid to the door as it was roughly pushed open again. My assistant leapt away from the entrance way as Sydney barged in.

She made a beeline for my desk and slammed her bag down on it. She directed the thunderous look in her eyes at me and yelled, "Mark, what exactly are your up to? Why are you making things difficult for me?"

I raised my brows and cast a shocked glance at the slight crack she just made on my desk. I wondered what the cause of her anger was as I turned to my assistant who kept a cautious glance at Sydney. I nodded towards the door." Leave us.

to me. "Do you want me to call for

his way while Sydney shot him a deathly glare. At the look on her face,

I turned to a fuming Sydney." What's the matter? How have I

pretender! You still dare to play

have been trying to stay out of her way since I found out about her and my

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disastrous tricks just to force us to sell our company to you?" She threw her hands in the air, "What have I ever done to you to

"What company do you own that you claim that I am forcing you to sell to me?"

at me. I raised my brows at her before slowly looking down at the file she had thrown

I sat up as my eyes scanned the documents. I frantically flipped through and... the documents before me were the hardcopy of the Luxe Vogue acquisition proposal that I had personally approved. I remembered vividly that I had signed the soft copy that was emailed to them and also the

the document of the second mysterious founder of

second founder of Luxe

narrowed her eyes, "Don't play smart with me,

serious, Sydney. I didn't know it was you. I only knew Grace was one of the founders, the second person's identity has since remained unknown." I paused and